"Are you fucking serious… a gnome go handle a troll… 'Just jump on him and tell him what to do, trolls are fucking dumb'... No you are dumb Maro. Why did I ever meet him in the first place…He looks strong he can cut a lot of wood… fucking tall brainless idiot.
Gnarlo was walking in the dark, not even using his abilities because he didn't care anymore, muttering insults at Maro outloud… yet no one even glanced down at him. People kept assuming it was something in the wind…
Gnarlo had a love-hate relationship with his power, he assumed Maro and Kadrin ignored him on purpose half the time… But really if no one was actively paying attention to him they would forget he was beside them.
He saw the gate in the distance and used his power to blend into the night and just walked up the tower overlooking the gate. The Troll had a crude hut with lots of hay to sleep on.
Trolls were incredibly dumb, giant, savage and borderline indestructible… The troll's loyalty was bought with meat and a bed. Trolls also loved to guard a commonly crossed spot and charge a commission, super territorial creatures.
He was supposed to somehow influence the troll to leave or help, all he had to do was climb on top of the troll and tell him what to do… fucking Maro. Why didn't he do it then if it was so easy.
The troll was just sitting below, drinking something from a large barrel… the other guard was just leaning on the gate, still somewhat wary of the troll. All it would take was an accident and the troll would eat you in 2 bites, no chewing. Your upper half would be alive in his stomach being digested before your legs joined you.
Gnarlo slowly climbed down, his heart was pounding… if this troll even farted he would be ripped apart. He placed one hand on its back, no reaction, he started climbing slowly, still nothing.
He got on the back of his neck and grabbed on to the wisps of hair. The Troll looked up, thinking something fell on it, Gnarlo's heart was vibrating so fast… this was the dumbest thing he ever did in his life. Now fucking what, just tell the troll what to do, how fucking stupid. He promised himself he would use his powers to punch Maro in the dick every chance he got if he survived.
Gnarlo braced himself "Hello Troll"
The Troll shifted himself and looked up and then immediately forgot
"Troll I am your brain, you have to listen to your brain"
…"Brain" the Troll responded
"If you listen to me, you will be a lot smarter and no one would make fun of you" the gnome whispered
"Who make fun of me brain!, tell or I smash you"
The troll rarely talked, only when people came in or out was he active, so this was scaring him.
The guard whimpered "What"
The Gnome seized an opportunity
"The guard made fun of you, he said you were fat and dumb… we should eat him"
Without hesitation the troll grabbed the human guard and bit him in half. Gnarlo was sick to his stomach, he could hear the human screaming as he was being swallowed… The legs came soon after.
He was in shock that this worked…
"What now brain? The troll asked
Gnarlo was too shocked to answer, he could be the chief of any gnome village… He was a Troll Tamer. He was powerful now, a troll served him… Gnarlo the Gnome King… King of gnomes and trolls…He would tell the Troll to punch Maro in the dick so hard he would never be able to satisfy his elves again, looking for a new protector they would obviously choose the Gnome King.
The Troll was angry at being ignored and with one kick the gate fell down and the watchtower blew apart.
Gnarlo snapped back to reality
"NOTHING NOTHING, just sit and go back to drinking"
With that, he hoped the dumb human and the fat dwarf got the signal.